Inspired by a Cafe Society thread about movie couples where the woman is much much better looking than the guy.
So try to be honest. I know most people will say their SO is more beautiful than they are as you are all in lurve and everything.
You can also do historical SOs.
My first SO was better looking than I. I would put her at a 9 and I would rate myself at a 7.
My two wifes, not concurrent, one was a little less good looking than I and the other was a little better than I, although she has let herself go since dumping me so woot?)
So not much of a beauty difference between me and my SOs.
No contest. My mother says I am on the right side of average, but my wife is a neutron bomb. We can’t leave the house without her attracting some sort of attention. She wishes sometimes I were a little more jealous. I try.
While I do truly think that my SO is better-looking than me, I don’t think it’s a huge difference. On the whole we probably balance each other out, looks-wise: I’m cute but overweight, while he’s cute but on the skinny side (and can have a bit of a “dork” thing going on from time to time). He’s 5’10 with broad shoulders and a great ass, though, and he cleans up better than I do: when my grandfather died in August he went to the funeral with me, and at the big family lunch afterwards one of my mom’s cousins came up to me and asked, “Who’s the hunk?”
Not true in the least but thanks!
In response to the OP:
To be completely honest, in the very beginning of our relationship I was probably slightly better looking.
BUT…in the last 18 monhts or so Sauron has dropped 40 pounds, submitted to a complete make over with his clothing and his hair style, and hits the gym 4 days a week.
He has passed me a long time ago.
It doesn’t help that I’m 5 months pregnant and feel like a whale.
I remember vowing to myself in my early twenties that I would never go out with a girl less pretty than me, but have broken that vow several times since. But I tend to value the woman in question having-even-the-faintest-clue-what-I’m-on-about more than traditional prettiness these days, anyway. And a genuine smile makes almost anyone attractive to me.
I think we’re pretty evenly matched. He’s a few years older than I and looks it, but his accent apparently makes him very attractive to a lot of people.
I’m better looking than my SO. It doesn’t really matter, though, because he’s more well-adjusted and has better social skills than I do. I think those things make him the more attractive one. Physical appearance doesn’t count for much.
I’m a relatively average-to-good looking young girl, he’s good-looking for his age but about 15 years older than me. I think we’re about even on this spectrum.
My ex-wife was quite a bit better looking than me when we were together; all through our marriage, men would take her aside and let her know that we were a mismatched couple looks-wise, and that she should trade up. However, I’ve caught up in the years since the divorce: healthier habits, better dress sense, etc., plus that whole “confidence = attractive” thing really does seem to work. Frankly, I’d say she and I have changed places-- smoking, tanning, and her post-divorce partying haven’t been too kind on her looks, and her once-daring sense of personal style seems to have devolved into “whatever’s on sale at TJ Maxx,” whereas I can now turn heads or get a “wow” on a good day.
I think we’re both even in the looks department, but then again, I’m a little bit biased both in terms of his looks and mine.
I do tend to look more put-together than he does, though, so at first glance I guess I’d pass for the pretty one. His standard is jeans and a tee unless there’s a special occasion (weddings, family functions, etc), while I’m a bit of a clothes-horse and need to present myself very professionally at work.
When we met, I was probably a little better looking than him, but he is virtually unchanged after nearly 20 years (although his hairline has become a bit more distinguished), while I have definitely aged not so well. A year ago someone I’ve known for a couple years saw a picture of my husband and I taken a year after we were married and wanted to know who “that woman with Mr. Cake” was.
